Be As Just And Gracious Unto Me,

She Moves Me Not, Or Not Removes At Least Affection's Edge In Me.

Security Is The Chief Enemy Of Mortals.

I Do Know Of These That Therefore Only Are Reputed Wise For Saying Nothing.

A Very Little Little Let Us Do And All Is Done.

If She Be Fair And Wise, Fairness And Wit, The One's For Use, The Other Useth It.